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LITTLE VICTORIES<\/span><\/strong><\/h2>\n

And on and on and on we go<\/span><\/strong>
\nNot understanding the word no<\/span><\/strong>
\nWe travel history<\/span><\/strong>
\nWe’re solving mysteries<\/span><\/strong>
\nWe’re looking for a bit of victory<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n

And up and down the land we drive<\/span><\/strong>
\nNot knowing how we’re gonna survive<\/span><\/strong>
\nThe usual pleasant themes <\/span><\/strong>
\nBurst hearts and broken dreams<\/span><\/strong>
\nSniffing out a smithereen of victory<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n

So let’s go!<\/span><\/strong>
\nLet’s get it on<\/span><\/strong>
\nWe get a hi from everyone<\/span><\/strong>
\nSort out the gonnas from the wannabes<\/span><\/strong>
\nSo gimme danger<\/span><\/strong>
\nGimme some fun<\/span><\/strong>
\nFrom everyone to anyone<\/span><\/strong>
\nFor you and me this little victory<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n

And on and on and on we play<\/span><\/strong>
\nAnother day another clich\u00e9<\/span><\/strong>
\nThis hunt for victory<\/span><\/strong>
\nQuite contradictory<\/span><\/strong>
\nCos what we really need is community<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n

So let’s go!<\/span><\/strong>
\nLet’s get it on<\/span><\/strong>
\nWe get a hi from everyone<\/span><\/strong>
\nSort out the gonnas from the wannabes<\/span><\/strong>
\nSo gimme danger<\/span><\/strong>
\nGimme some fun<\/span><\/strong>
\nFrom everyone to anyone<\/span><\/strong>
\nFor you and me this little victory<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n

Gimme gimme rock treatment<\/span><\/strong>
\nGonna show you my feelings<\/span><\/strong>
\nLet me let me let me hold your hand<\/span><\/strong>
\nFlying high ‘n never never land<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n

So let’s go!<\/span><\/strong>
\nLet’s get it on<\/span><\/strong>
\nWe get a hi from everyone<\/span><\/strong>
\nAn SOS for mini symphonies<\/span><\/strong>
\nSo gimme danger<\/span><\/strong>
\nGimme some fun<\/span><\/strong>
\nWith underdogs we champion<\/span><\/strong>
\nFor you and me this little victory<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n

HEY HO JOHN DOE<\/span><\/strong><\/h2>\n

Climbing aboard another merry-go-round<\/strong><\/span>
\nAnd take the order for a shot of esteem<\/strong><\/span>
\nPrioritise the facile, sight before sound<\/strong><\/span>
\nBend over forwards for a dance with a dream<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

Open up real wide<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

The leader of the lyric<\/strong><\/span>
\nThe saviour of the song<\/strong><\/span>
\nIf only it meant something<\/strong><\/span>
\nNo meaning only preening<\/strong><\/span>
\nNobody’s listening<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

At every turn another vacuous vow<\/strong><\/span>
\nHelp fill the page, assuage with more vacant verse<\/strong><\/span>
\nYou seem to think you’re in Apocalypse, Now<\/strong><\/span>
\nLeafy suburbia can be so dangerous<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

Life is suicide<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

The leader of the lyric<\/strong><\/span>
\nThe saviour of the song<\/strong><\/span>
\nIf only it meant something<\/strong><\/span>
\nNo meaning only preening<\/strong><\/span>
\nNobody’s listening<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

Well maybe you are right and maybe I’m wrong<\/strong><\/span>
\nI just think retrospective leads to regress<\/strong><\/span>
\nPerhaps the answer won’t be found in a song<\/strong><\/span>
\nI don’t exactly sail in seas of success, oh no<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

Bye bye, wise guy<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

REVOLUTION<\/span><\/strong><\/h2>\n

I left a long time ago<\/strong><\/span>
\nMy story’s over now<\/strong><\/span>
\nPromised land just second hand<\/strong><\/span>
\nMy only solace sound<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

Used to be understanding<\/strong><\/span>
\nI gave all that up, too<\/strong><\/span>
\nMy conclusion just confused<\/strong><\/span>
\nDaily deja-vu<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

Here comes the revolution yeah<\/strong><\/span>
\nTurn it up the resolution yeah<\/strong><\/span>
\nArrival is vital<\/strong><\/span>
\nFor everyone’s survival<\/strong><\/span>
\nHere comes the revolution yeah<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

Our future enters stage right<\/strong><\/span>
\nWe don’t have long to live<\/strong><\/span>
\nCos the old ones are so old <\/strong><\/span>
\nSomething’s got to give<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

I read the news today oh<\/strong><\/span>
\nBoys will be boys they say<\/strong><\/span>
\nCrawling home to under stone<\/strong><\/span>
\nShouting sobriquets<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

Here comes the revolution yeah<\/strong><\/span>
\nTurn up the resolution yeah<\/strong><\/span>
\nArrival is vital<\/strong><\/span>
\nFor everyone’s survival<\/strong><\/span>
\nHere comes the revolution yeah<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

It’s time for retribution<\/strong><\/span>
\nTwist tight the tourniquet<\/strong><\/span>
\nThere’ll be no revolution<\/strong><\/span>
\nBaby, my baby<\/strong><\/span>
\nMy baby<\/strong><\/span>
\nMy baby<\/strong><\/span>
\nDon’t call me baby<\/strong><\/span>
\nDon’t call me baby<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

I left a long time ago<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

DANCING IN THE DARK<\/span><\/strong><\/h2>\n

I like to turn around I like it upside down<\/strong><\/span>
\nChaos disorder and unease are in my town<\/strong><\/span>
\nI like to put my stamp on everything I own<\/strong><\/span>
\nFeelings are forward and opinions abound<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

I’d love to love if love would love me back as well<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

Let’s go dancing<\/strong><\/span>
\nLet’s go dancing in the dark<\/strong><\/span>
\nRound and round and up and down<\/strong><\/span>
\nNever fall apart<\/strong><\/span>
\nLet’s go dancing<\/strong><\/span>
\nLet’s go dancing in the dark<\/strong><\/span>
\nClose our eyes and exercise<\/strong><\/span>
\nUndulate our hearts<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

Outside alright inside a fearful free-for all <\/strong><\/span>
\nWe strike a balance ‘cept when one will not play ball<\/strong><\/span>
\nSo get uptight or get onboard well it’s your say<\/strong><\/span>
\nWe grip and grind and feel our dismay fade away<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

I hate to hate but sometimes hate’s the only way<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

Let’s go dancing<\/strong><\/span>
\nLet’s go dancing in the dark<\/strong><\/span>
\nRound and round and up and down<\/strong><\/span>
\nNever fall apart<\/strong><\/span>
\nLet’s go dancing<\/strong><\/span>
\nLet’s go dancing in the dark<\/strong><\/span>
\nClose our eyes and exercise<\/strong><\/span>
\nUndulate our hearts<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

And the question asinine<\/strong><\/span>
\nWhy the world is so unkind<\/strong><\/span>
\nAnd the answer you might find is in your mind, in your mind<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

So we go dancing<\/strong><\/span>
\nWe go dancing in the dark<\/strong><\/span>
\nClose our eyes and exercise<\/strong><\/span>
\nUndulate our hearts<\/strong><\/span>
\nLet’s go dancing<\/strong><\/span>
\nLet’s go dancing in the dark<\/strong><\/span>
\nTame our tears and fool our fears<\/strong><\/span>
\nNever fall apart<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

MISERY<\/span><\/strong><\/h2>\n

I’ve got a disease, got a disease<\/strong><\/span>
\nThe cure is never coming<\/strong><\/span>
\nI feel the unease, feel the unease<\/strong><\/span>
\nThe evil endless humming<\/strong><\/span>
\nMy ups are my downs, ups are my downs<\/strong><\/span>
\nAnd heartache fuels my labour<\/strong><\/span>
\nI wear as a crown, wear as a crown<\/strong><\/span>
\nIgnore my misbehaviour<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

I bear my blues upon a badge<\/strong><\/span>
\nA patch to show my scratches<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

Misery<\/strong><\/span>
\nMissing another lesson<\/strong><\/span>
\nMisery<\/strong><\/span>
\nWielding another weapon<\/strong><\/span>
\nMisery<\/strong><\/span>
\nSpirits in retrogression<\/strong><\/span>
\nMisery<\/strong><\/span>
\nSilence can often deafen<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

I grip hold of grief, grip hold of grief<\/strong><\/span>
\nMy black my comfort blanket<\/strong><\/span>
\nThe skin of my teeth, skin of my teeth<\/strong><\/span>
\nTight like leather jacket<\/strong><\/span>
\nIt’s hotter than hell, hotter than hell<\/strong><\/span>
\nMy misery my fetish<\/strong><\/span>
\nFollowed round like a smell, followed round like a smell<\/strong><\/span>
\nI bath in bleach a blemish<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

I advertise my axe to grind<\/strong><\/span>
\nReveal my vapid vices<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

Misery<\/strong><\/span>
\nMissing another lesson<\/strong><\/span>
\nMisery<\/strong><\/span>
\nWielding another weapon<\/strong><\/span>
\nMisery<\/strong><\/span>
\nPractising in your prison<\/strong><\/span>
\nHistory<\/strong><\/span>
\nRepeating and no-one listens<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

HOUSE OF BUTTERFLIES<\/span><\/strong><\/h2>\n

Acute intensity<\/strong><\/span>
\nIs my identity<\/strong><\/span>
\nYeah yeah yeah<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

Flattening battery<\/strong><\/span>
\nA form of flattery<\/strong><\/span>
\nYeah yeah yeah<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

My heating getting hot<\/strong><\/span>
\nIt’s subtle like a juggernaut<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

Fuel my deficiency<\/strong><\/span>
\nWith great efficiency<\/strong><\/span>
\nYeah yeah yeah<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

There is no dignity<\/strong><\/span>
\nIn serendipity<\/strong><\/span>
\nYeah yeah yeah<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

My heating hotting up<\/strong><\/span>
\nThe eyes defy themselves to shut<\/strong><\/span>
\nHalf asleep, three quarters cut<\/strong><\/span>
\nA hollow feeling in my gut<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

And I don’t know why oh why<\/strong><\/span>
\nThere’s no method to my madness<\/strong><\/span>
\nWhy oh why<\/strong><\/span>
\nThere’s no reason for the sadness I despise<\/strong><\/span>
\nIn the house of butterflies<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

Final solution<\/strong><\/span>
\nMy restitution<\/strong><\/span>
\nNo no no<\/strong><\/span>
\nWell I’ll try anything<\/strong><\/span>
\nMaybe psychotherapy<\/strong><\/span>
\nOkay then<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

My heating hot as hell<\/strong><\/span>
\nThe buzzing rises decibels<\/strong><\/span>
\nMy body says I live in Leeds<\/strong><\/span>
\nMy psyche occupies Hades<\/strong><\/span>
\nFlew a little too close to the sun<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

And I don’t know why oh why<\/strong><\/span>
\nThere’s no method to my madness<\/strong><\/span>
\nWhy oh why<\/strong><\/span>
\nThere’s no reason for the sadness I despise<\/strong><\/span>
\nIn the house of butterflies<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

It’s when anxiety consipires to turn a squeak into a shriek<\/strong><\/span>
\nIt’s when the insects can infest your book of life<\/strong><\/span>
\nWell is it irony when you find your paddle while drowning in the creek<\/strong><\/span>
\nIt’s like ten thousand spoons when all you need is a spoon<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

It’s up to you well if you choose to let one land upon your hand<\/strong><\/span>
\nAnd it’s your call if they’re your friend or enemy<\/strong><\/span>
\nA tiny butterfly won’t hurt you, this you have to understand<\/strong><\/span>
\nYou shift perspective and you see they only<\/strong><\/span>
\nNow and then get in your hair, like everybody everywhere, on the ground and in the air<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

And I don’t know why oh why<\/strong><\/span>
\nThere’s no method to my madness<\/strong><\/span>
\nAnd I don’t know why oh why<\/strong><\/span>
\nThere’s no reason for my sadness<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

___________________________<\/strong><\/p>\n

ANIMAL<\/span><\/strong><\/h2>\n

I been getting down<\/strong><\/span>
\n‘Bout the every day hypocrisy<\/strong><\/span>
\nAnd swathes of inequality<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

Try to get around<\/strong><\/span>
\nThe streets are streaked with fearful feet<\/strong><\/span>
\nAnd metal tubes of talking meat<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

Sometimes I feel I’m alone<\/strong><\/span>
\nHuman race doesn’t belong<\/strong><\/span>
\nWant to be<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

Animal<\/strong><\/span>
\nAwesome and adaptable<\/strong><\/span>
\nHuman so irrational<\/strong><\/span>
\nAlways I wish I was more like you<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

Animal<\/strong><\/span>
\nSo much more dependable<\/strong><\/span>
\nSeeing you expendable<\/strong><\/span>
\nMake me feel so terrible<\/strong><\/span>
\nWish we were like you<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

We are upside down<\/strong><\/span>
\nIntelligent anxiety<\/strong><\/span>
\nOf arrogant society<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

‘Cos we, we talk so loud<\/strong><\/span>
\nA commentary ’bout ourselves<\/strong><\/span>
\nThe mercenary harder sell<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

No-one wants to be alone<\/strong><\/span>
\nWe share what we don’t want to own<\/strong><\/span>
\nI wanna be<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

Animal<\/strong><\/span>
\nAwesome and adaptable<\/strong><\/span>
\nHuman so irrational<\/strong><\/span>
\nAlways I wish I was more like you<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

Animal<\/strong><\/span>
\nSo much more dependable<\/strong><\/span>
\nSeeing you expendable<\/strong><\/span>
\nMake me feel so terrible<\/strong><\/span>
\nWish we were like you<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

Casualties of appetite<\/strong><\/span>
\nThe irony of bestial birthright<\/strong><\/span>
\nI will never understand<\/strong><\/span>
\nAgony for you for joy for man<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

I\u2019LL CALL YOU<\/span><\/strong><\/h2>\n

I never had no-one<\/strong><\/span>
\nOne step closer to this<\/strong><\/span>
\nI’m proud as a loner<\/strong><\/span>
\nHide me out of it<\/strong><\/span>
\nA wish for a human<\/strong><\/span>
\nKeep me on my toes<\/strong><\/span>
\nA hope for a reason<\/strong><\/span>
\nPut me on the ropes<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

Everything you wanted<\/strong><\/span>
\nWas everything I gave<\/strong><\/span>
\nTime and space and my good grace<\/strong><\/span>
\nFor you to burn the bridge<\/strong><\/span>
\nEverything you wanted<\/strong><\/span>
\nNo need to misbehave<\/strong><\/span>
\nBut I got your number and I’ll call you<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

The mornings are hopeless<\/strong><\/span>
\nShielding from the rays<\/strong><\/span>
\nBut evenings atrocious<\/strong><\/span>
\nEvery night a daze<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

Well I maybe should’ve called you sooner<\/strong><\/span>
\nBut you never wanna listen do you<\/strong><\/span>
\nYou’ve missed my calls before<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

Everything you wanted<\/strong><\/span>
\nWas everything I gave<\/strong><\/span>
\nTime and space and my good grace<\/strong><\/span>
\nFor you to burn the bridge<\/strong><\/span>
\nEverything you needed<\/strong><\/span>
\nIn everything you do<\/strong><\/span>
\nHey, please don’t call me, I’ll call you<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

A CERTAIN SYMMETRY<\/span><\/strong><\/h2>\n

Well it’s a week to the day since you went away<\/strong><\/span>
\nAnd I don’t think it’s battered me yet<\/strong><\/span>
\nAnd the words that you say really don’t explain<\/strong><\/span>
\nMight forgive but I’ll never forget<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

And the regular reminder<\/strong><\/span>
\nOf failure and regret<\/strong><\/span>
\nAll alone and lying prone<\/strong><\/span>
\nA shameful silhouette<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

Well it’s a month to the day since you went all strange<\/strong><\/span>
\nAnd the bruises got a little bit worse<\/strong><\/span>
\nBut with every other phrase I can see you’ve changed<\/strong><\/span>
\nOr you weren’t who I thought you were first<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

I’m bending over backwards<\/strong><\/span>
\nTo alter and adjust<\/strong><\/span>
\nSeven years, six signatures<\/strong><\/span>
\nForever broken trust<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

A certain symmetry<\/strong><\/span>
\nLeaves uneven scars<\/strong><\/span>
\nAnd I wonder if you’re happy where you are<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

Here’s another story about how my everything went wrong<\/strong><\/span>
\n(We are all behind you, we’ll support you our old son)<\/strong><\/span>
\nHere’s another loser who wrote another stupid song<\/strong><\/span>
\n(Sorry that you’re sad but you just got to move along)<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

Here’s a simple question which never got an answer yet<\/strong><\/span>
\n(Do give it a rest now, can’t you see we’re all so bored)<\/strong><\/span>
\nWhen the tide was changing well did you worry bout what’s next?<\/strong><\/span>
\n(Here’s a pound of salt for you to rub into the sore)<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

How you been, are you feeling good?<\/strong><\/span>
\nWorking hard in your new neighbourhood?<\/strong><\/span>
\nHow’s your friends and all your family?<\/strong><\/span>
\nAre you ok, are you missing me?<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

Well it’s a year to the day since you ran away<\/strong><\/span>
\nI still think about you now and again<\/strong><\/span>
\nThough the grip of the grey left me in a bad way<\/strong><\/span>
\nI’m bigger and I’m better than then<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

And every single clich\u00e9<\/strong><\/span>
\nA clich\u00e9 cos it’s true<\/strong><\/span>
\nThe gap beside it shrinks and dies<\/strong><\/span>
\nDon’t need another you<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

A certain symmetry<\/strong><\/span>
\nLeaves uneven scars<\/strong><\/span>
\nAnd I wonder if you’re happy where you are<\/strong><\/span>
\nHope that you are happy, wherever you are<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

THE NEXT LINE<\/span><\/strong><\/h2>\n

Now I got a feeling that the writing’s on the wall<\/strong><\/span>
\nAnd other clich\u00e9s fit the gap so small<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

In looking for lining I’ve forgotten bout the cloud<\/strong><\/span>
\nAnd the crack inside lets in as well as out<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

Waiting as day turns into night<\/strong><\/span>
\nHolding your hand a bit too tight<\/strong><\/span>
\nLetting the planet write the next line<\/strong><\/span>
\nWhat’s the next line?<\/strong><\/span>
\nI don’t care<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

Sometimes a song reminds me of a souvenir<\/strong><\/span>
\nA hazy image of a distant year<\/strong><\/span>
\nAnd sometimes the words can mean a different thing each day<\/strong><\/span>
\nSignificance in fragments thrown away<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

Waiting as day turns into night<\/strong><\/span>
\nHolding your hand a bit too tight<\/strong><\/span>
\nLetting the planet write the next line<\/strong><\/span>
\nWhat’s the next line?<\/strong><\/span>
\nWe don’t care<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

Hanging out in the sun<\/strong><\/span>
\nLetting the seasons run<\/strong><\/span>
\nHoping a melody will come<\/strong><\/span>
\nIgnoring the spinning wheel<\/strong><\/span>
\nLetting the feelings feel<\/strong><\/span>
\nJust being anyone we want<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

Waiting as day turns into night<\/strong><\/span>
\nHolding your hand a bit too tight<\/strong><\/span>
\nAnd letting the planets align for the next line<\/strong><\/span>
\nWhat’s the next line?<\/strong><\/span>
\nYeah yeah yeah<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

Now I got a feeling that old feeling’s obsolete<\/strong><\/span>
\nAnd finally victory snatched from a defeat<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

MY ROCK AND ROLL IS DEAD<\/span><\/strong><\/h2>\n

Punctured bicycle in basement damp and cold<\/strong><\/span>
\nNever growing out and never getting old<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

Hey, isolation never answers anything<\/strong><\/span>
\nHey, but when the curtains closed I know it took the sting<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

My rock and roll is dead<\/strong><\/span>
\nMy rock and roll is dead<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

In the bitter end you went where you came from<\/strong><\/span>
\nTo see your Switzerland and watch your kingdom come<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

Hey, did you know you would be missed by everyone?<\/strong><\/span>
\nHey, did you know that you’re my hero my old son?<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

My rock and roll is dead<\/strong><\/span>
\nMy rock and roll is dead<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

Now I don’t think you wanted to end your life<\/strong><\/span>
\nI just think that you needed to end the pain<\/strong><\/span>
\nNow it’s over, over<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

As you felt your breath stagnate, your heart decline<\/strong><\/span>
\nDid you stop and think of who you’d leave behind?<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

My rock and roll is dead<\/strong><\/span>
\nMy rock and roll is dead<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

IT’S GONNA BE ALRIGHT<\/span><\/strong><\/h2>\n

On and on and on we went<\/strong><\/span>
\nWith victories occasional<\/strong><\/span>
\nThe summer of our discontent<\/strong><\/span>
\nMade winter reasonably seasonable<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

Don’t mind the cold but soak the sun<\/strong><\/span>
\nThen write it all down in a song for everyone<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

It’s gonna be alright<\/strong><\/span>
\nIt’s gonna be okay<\/strong><\/span>
\nWon’t win at every night<\/strong><\/span>
\nBut can’t lose every day<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

We point and laugh at stumbling blocks<\/strong><\/span>
\nWhich strengthen our dexterity<\/strong><\/span>
\nDance through the path of aftershocks<\/strong><\/span>
\nAnd temper our temerity<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

Through every low and every high<\/strong><\/span>
\n(Who we are, where we are, what we are)<\/strong><\/span>
\nWell, every moment of your life led to tonight<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

It’s gonna be alright<\/strong><\/span>
\nIt’s gonna be okay<\/strong><\/span>
\nCan’t win at every night<\/strong><\/span>
\nBut won’t lose every day<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

Never isolate yourself<\/strong><\/span>
\nA curse upon your mental health<\/strong><\/span>
\nOpen up the curtain<\/strong><\/span>
\nSharing is no burden<\/strong><\/span>
\nAnd if the hurt is on your mind<\/strong><\/span>
\nPlease think of who you’d leave behind<\/strong><\/span>
\nPush yourself to action<\/strong><\/span>
\nMusic my distraction<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

It’s only brainwaves playing a trick<\/strong><\/span>
\nBe proud to be a lunatic<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

We made a stand for newer sun<\/strong><\/span>
\nAnd things look pretty good again<\/strong><\/span>
\nWe’re hand in hand with everyone<\/strong><\/span>
\nI’m proud to call you all my friends<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

With wherewithal to weather all<\/strong><\/span>
\nPick up the fallen so we all can stand as one<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

It’s gonna be alright<\/strong><\/span>
\nIt’s gonna be okay<\/strong><\/span>
\nWe can’t win at every night<\/strong><\/span>
\nBut won’t lose every day<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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